Showing posts with label Elk Mountain Rd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elk Mountain Rd. Show all posts

Sunday, May 30, 2021

Spring Utah & New Mexico - May 2021: Part 2

First Post-pandemic Trip


New Mexico to Utah through Arizona to Utah and back


Part 2 (Continued from Part 1)


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Thursday, May 6 (continued)


Grand Staircase/Escalante National Monument (continued) Escalante

I drove through Escalante to the Interagency Visitor Center on the west edge of town to get help in planning the next stage of my trip - exploring some new areas of Grand Staircase/Escalante National Monument. The parking lot was busy, but surprisingly it wasn't crowded at the information desk. I'd been there in the past when there were several long queues.

I asked about the condition of Hole in the Rock Road and if it was possible to go all the way through to US-89. I didn't think I wanted to go over the 4WD portion all the way to the rock, but had heard there were interesting canyons and such to explore. Last time I was in the area it was raining hard and many of the roads were impassible. The ranger said "Oh, you don't want to go that way the washboard is terrible." He suggested following Smokey Mountain Road, BLM-300, all the way from Escalante to Big Water and showed me on the map, pointing out the junctions to watch for, though he said they should be well marked. I was also shown a stretch that probably had scenic dispersed camping sites. That sounded just what I was looking for. The sign as I was leaving Escalante said the distance to Big Water was 70 miles.

Smokey Mountain Road

I've found in my years of exploring backroads that sometimes you get excellent advice from the various visitor centers and sometimes you get poor advice. Spoilers: this time the advice was both. I filled my gas tank and easily found the road south near the western edge of Escalante. Though marked as Smokey Mountain Road in town, the northern portion is named Alvey Wash Road as it goes right up Alvey Wash, literally at times. The road surface was not bad, though it was only comfortable at 15 mph due to the large gravel, a.k.a., rocks.

Alvey Wash Road south of Escalante

The canyon was not the red rock or white sandstone as is found farther east, but kind of a dirty-looking heavily textured rock. Most of the terrain I encountered on the route I wouldn't have thought of as "typical", but that's due to my ignorance rather than the area being atypical. I've downloaded "Geology of Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument, Utah" so I'll be better prepared for next time.

Simplistically, there are three main geological areas in the monument: the Grand Staircase section (Brice Canyon), Kaiparowits Basin section (Smokey Mountain Road), and Escalante Canyons section (Wolverine Loop and Hole in the Rock roads.) This was my first time through the Kaiparowits section.

Close to where Alvey Wash Road becomes Smokey Mountain Road

Driving out of the wash I came to a large area of Piñon/Juniper forest with the road alternating between flat valleys and hills where it was steep and twisty. This went on for quite some time. I saw one truck that looked like a rancher with a water tank on the back of his flatbed. That was the only other motor vehicle for the entire length of Smokey Mountain Road.

This is what much of the middle section of the route looked like

Finally I made the turn into the section where the ranger had suggested I'd find dispersed camping. The temperature had been slowly climbing the whole afternoon. The forecast I'd reviewed before the trip had me expecting it to be in the 70s, but it was in the high 80s. The road went from slow gravel to very slow sandstone.

I didn't see much in the way of dispersed campsites, though looking at the satellite map now I probably missed a few minor side roads. I did pull off on one spur to see if it would lead to a good spot. I supposed in cooler weather it wouldn't be bad, there was a bit of a view of a canyon below, but the fine dust on the ground was inches deep, the trees provided no shade, and it felt hot. No thanks. I kept driving, but all too soon left the suggested stretch.

I'd been seeing bicycle tracks for some time in the road, believe it or not. The road dropped steeply down into what I later learned is called Last Chance Creek where there was a shallow water crossing. Under a solitary cottonwood sat a couple resting in the little shade with their bikes. I stopped to talk a minute and make sure they had plenty of water on this hot day. They said they were fine. When I asked about their route they said they were riding down Smokey Mountain Road then back up Cottonwood Road. Wow, what an endurance feat. This spot was probably about halfway to the end of the road.

And the road got much worse. The next 10 miles were some of the most uncomfortable road I've ever driven. Not dangerous, not technical, just long, steep, twisting, uneven, interminable stretches of sandstone partially carved by bulldozer blade. Did I mention steep? By the time it came out on top of the plateau my brain was well scrambled. I realized I might not be able to find a campsite before Big Water. There were side roads down that way leading toward Lake Powell along its north shore according to the map, but as hot as it was here I thought it was likely much hotter down there. And there would certainly be no campsites from Big Water on. Would I have to breakdown and stop at a motel? Yikes.

There were a few side roads along the straight plateau section, but nothing looked in the least inviting. I pulled out the map and saw a point-of-interest labeled Kelly Grade Overlook (Smokey Mountain Overlook on Google Maps) where I cross-my-fingers hoped there would be a last chance to find a camping spot. Unfortunately, my shaken-but-not-stirred brain missed the POI for the burning coal seams (for which the mountain is named) on a side road just off the "main" road. I'd seen an Explore Southwest channel video on it and had hoped to look if I was ever in the area. I later read you can't really see the smoke unless it's a cold day. Still not likely I'll be that way again any time soon.

When I got to what appeared to be the "overlook" there was a small circle off to the side of the road where folks had camped previously. It would be an adequate emergency campsite. After all there would be no traffic to disturb me. However, on the other side of the road I saw a double track heading off in an interesting direction. The track roughly paralleled the edge of the plateau and was easily passible. I followed it and saw a couple of decent sites, but keep going a bit more to the end of the track and found an awesome site. Perhaps a reward for all those lousy miles?

Following is a 180º panorama of my campsite. I put it on Kuula and embedded it here so you can drag it around for easier viewing. It will not show up in the blogger enhanced photo viewer.

The view was fantastic. On one side I could see all the way to (a barely visible strip of) Lake Powell and Page, AZ; the other way I could see what I would later figure out to be Navajo Mountain south of Lake Powell and the edge of 50 Mile Bench in Utah. The top of the plateau was a giant sheet of rock that had deeply fissured over the eons. It was late enough in the day that the temperatures were starting to drop, as well. Awesome!


View of my campsite featuring one of the many parallel fissures in the cap rock

There were no trees to speak of and the site was very exposed on two sides, so I placed my screw-jacks under the truck frame just in case of high winds and crossed my fingers. I remembered one night at Muley Point where it felt the wind would blow the camper top right off, though it did not.

Late afternoon sun shining on 50 Mile Bench and Navajo Mountain

After raising the camper top and setting up camp I wandered around taking photos and even flew briefly to get a few aerial shots.

The only fly in the ointment was that my compressor refrigerator would not stop running. It seemed to be cool inside the box, but it kept running. I turned it off, then back on, and it then seemed to run properly the rest of the evening. A result of the long, hot day, I supposed.

Glorious sunset

As the sun went down there was even a beautiful sunset thanks to a rain cloud far to the west and some high clouds even farther out. The sunset lasted a long time, though it didn't appreciably change so I've included only one photo.

Friday, May 7

Smokey Mountain Road (continued)

It was a beautiful morning. The wind had picked up once in the night briefly and not very strong, so I was thankful for that. There was a cloud bank far on the eastern horizon so there were no traditional sunrise photo ops. I did fly to get aerial views. 

Not exactly a sunrise photo, but interesting, nonetheless

I also wandered around taking photos of this amazing spot with its rugged terrain, spectacular vistas, and deep fissures. From the edge I could see the road descending steeply to the south.

Kelly Grade Road dropping off the mountain

View toward Lake Powell and Page, AZ from roughly the same spot as above photo

Aerial photo of the same view as the above photo

Overhead view of the fissures

I was headed south toward Big Water. That was a given. Did I want to side track along Lake Powell to Alstrom Point - that looked interesting in the travel video I'd watched. But it was shaping up to be another hot day for early May. Driving with the A/C on in the truck was OK, but the camper is not comfortable in the heat. So I quickly decided to instead head back to the main highway then drive through Page and cut across to Kayenta, north through Mexican Hat, up Moki Dugway to cross Cedar Mesa and climb up between the Bears Ears to find cooler temperatures at altitude. Maybe I'd even see if the dispersed campsite I'd found on my previous trip (but not stayed at) was available.

I broke camp, headed back to Smokey Mountain Road and began the descent of Kelly Grade. I've since learned the road was named for the bulldozer operator that pushed the road down slope to allow better access to coal trucks. The road down was interesting. It looked like it had been graded not that long ago, so was for the most part smooth. It was very steep and narrow, so I still had to go very slowly. I stopped a few times for photos of the drop off and/or the colorful soils. One last very steep grade and I was at the bottom.

View partway down Kelly Grade. You can see the road farther down, middle right.

Colorful soils as I near the bottom. Final descent, middle left.

At the bottom, now looking back from whence I came

From here on I'm in Glen Canyon National Recreation Area.

The terrain opened up and it wasn't until I exited the monument before I began seeing other vehicles headed up toward the north side of Lake Powell. The next stretch leading to Big Water passed between colorful bentonite hills sadly marred by lots and lots of ATV tracks. I didn't have the heart to take photos of the defaced landscape. A last water crossing and I was at Big Water which seemed to be mostly large boat storage buildings. From there I hopped on US-89 and headed toward Page on a fast, divided highway.

I wished I'd paid better attention to times and milages so I could report them to you here. I believe I saw a sign near the overlook that said Big Water was 30 miles. I think it took me between 2 and 2-1/2 hours to make the drive down. I suspect it would take a little longer to go up. If you wanted to visit the amazing overlook, I would strongly recommend coming in from the south.

Lake Powell

I'd never been to Lake Powell before and probably can't claim I've been yet as a photo stop at the Glen Canyon Dam hardly qualifies.

Damn Glen Canyon Dam

I passed through Page and filled my gas tank. I took route 98 that connects to US-160 and headed to Kayenta. The day was very warm and windy. I snacked on supplies I'd brought along. From there, as I had intended, I made my way north up to South Elk Ridge into the Manti-La Sal National Forest. You can find photos of all these areas in any number of my previous posts - click on a location in the column to the right to find whatever location you wish to search for.

Manti-La Sal National Forest

It felt so good to climb up to the Bears Ears watching the temperature dropping. I always stop at the Arch Canyon Overlook, but usually it's very hazy. It was a bit better this time.

Arch Canyon as seen from South Elk Ridge

Hammond Canyon

The dispersed site I'd found on a previous trip was at the end the road to the Hammond Canyon Trailhead. Actually, there are two (or three if you're friendly) sites that are close enough to the canyon to have partial views through the pines.

Partial canyon view and my viewing chair

My dispersed campsite

I was not happy to find my fridge running continuously, but at least it was keeping my perishables cool. Resetting it this time didn't have much affect. My battery bank was only at about half capacity even after a day of full sun; much like the day before. But I was very happy to have found my desired campsite available and especially the cooler temperatures. I spent much of the remaining daylight sitting in the shade on my comfy chair enjoying the view and the much cooler weather. At dusk a larger pickup with a hard-sided camper drove in to the adjacent site. I was relieved that they were fairly quiet.

Campsite view


Saturday, May 8

South Elk Ridge (continued)

I had decided the night before I'd stay on at this lovely site today, so I set up my deployable solar panel. The campsite was deep in the trees so the roof panels would only get partial sun for part of the day. By moving the deployable panel around I could manually track the sun and hopefully replenish my batteries. This goal was somewhat hampered by clouds that moved in later in the day. Clouds really cut down on the insolation and reduce the ability to charge batteries.

Solar panel deployed

I met my neighbors late the following morning as they were making their way to Hammond Trail to hike down and along the bottom. The trail is 6 miles long to the junction with two other trails up out of the canyon to the north and south. There had been two cars parked at the trailhead yesterday that were still there, so obviously some hikers do multiday trips. My neighbors, a nice couple from Telluride, were going down and coming back up before nightfall.

View of Hammond Canyon from above my campsite

I took a leisurely hike down the trail only about a mile. Not far enough to get to the really steep part, still up in the trees. This early in the season (or late in my life) I was not in shape to go much farther.

The trail first drops down to cross a bench before reaching the canyon

View of the canyon from the trail

Mountain Goldbanner along the trail

I enjoyed the late afternoon in camp, though the temperatures were dropping and a breeze was picking up. I know, I know - complain about the heat, then complain about the cold. I laughed at myself, but was concerned with the increasing clouds and what that would bode for my plans.

Sunday, May 9

South Elk Ridge (continued)

With my compressor fridge continuing to not operate properly and consuming too much charge, I was thinking of either heading home or spending just one more day in the Abajo Mountains by going north then taking Causeway Road across to the east. It was a very scenic drive, but the only time I'd gone that way there were lots of high clouds and what I refer to as a "dirty" sky - not good for photography.

The sky seemed clear first thing in the morning so I broke camp and prepared to go north. As I left the Little Notch area I came over a rise and could see a mass of clouds headed this way. No, next time, I thought and turned around to point the truck toward home.

Elk Mountain Road

I took the most direct way east though forested Elk Ridge then down into more open terrain along Elk Mountain Road, stopping a few times for photos.

The Abajo Mountains seen from Elk Mountain Road.

Roadside lupines

The spring-green cottonwoods make quite the contrast to the darker junipers

The gravel road drops into Cottonwood Wash in Mountain Ute Trust lands, then turns south to meet up with UT-95. I headed toward Blanding. At US-191 I turned south toward Bluff, then took the unmarked bypass that is shown on the map as county road 216 to UT-162. From Montezuma Creek I returned home via the same route I'd driven out on.


I rate my first trip in over a year as a qualified success. I had had to change my (very loose) plans mid-way though due to unexpected high temperatures and shortened the trip due to power issues. I ended up with very long drives on a couple of days, but had also seen some beautiful scenery and explored some new territory. It was very good to get back out on the backroads.

In the time I've been home I was able to run some diagnostics and feel pretty sure the fridge is the root of my issues. I've been searching for replacement or service and a local RV service company, recommended by a friend, will look at it next week. I also took the opportunity to upgrade my solar charger/controller from the original PWM device to a Victron Energy SmartSolar MPPT 100/20 device with built-in bluetooth. MPPT is much more efficient in converting photovoltaic panel (PV) voltage into charge for the batteries. I will also be able to monitor voltages, power, current, etc via their phone app either in camp or on the road. That will be handy.

Thanks for coming along for the written portion of the trip.


Friday, June 28, 2019

SW Colorado & SE Utah - June 2019; Part 4

Part 1 of this trip begins here.


Continued from Part 3

Part 4: North Cottonwood Road; Gooseberry Road; Elk Ridge Road; The Notch; Horse Pasture Trail; Cottonwood Road


Don't forget you can click on any photo to see a larger version.

Friday, June 7th (continued)


One of the (many) confusions of nomenclature I'd had with this whole area was there being a Cottonwood Canyon/Road/Creek on both sides of the mountain. I thought for a while this could be explained as both canyons met at a saddle near this junction, but they don't actually, though both roads do almost meet here. Unrelated to this trip, but on the subject of duplicate place names - there's a Butler Wash between Beef Basin and Canyonlands, and a Butler Wash east of Comb Ridge near Bluff - sigh. (I've rewritten the paragraph several times as my understanding continues to evolve. Let me know if you think I've still got it wrong.)

Stevens Canyon


North Cottonwood Road goes all the way through to Bridger Jack Road with that junction being only about 5 miles south of the highway to Canyonlands Needles District, UT-211. I did not plan to go the whole way, but wanted to get an idea of what it was like. I kept my eyes peeled for possible camping spots and found an interesting one not far from a small, nameless pond about two miles north of Causeway Road. It looked pretty good, but I wanted to look around a bit more before settling in for the evening.

A little pond and interesting sandstone formations.

Looking down the side road, FR-97, that leads to the northern Mormon Pasture

Spherical Panorama above FR-0097 (click the Full-screen icon [ ] for best view:


The road dropped out of the Ponderosa zone quickly, passing a spur leading to the north Mormon Pasture and another to the South Mormon Pasture and an airstrip. Then the road wound along the east rim of Stevens Canyon with steep rock walls. I stopped for photos. The road was narrow and there were no dispersed campsites in the portion of the canyon area I drove.

Standing on the rim of Stevens Canyon looking back at those sandstone formations.

Looking the other direction.

Last view looking north along Stevens Canyon.

I turned around and headed back up. I set up camp in the spot I found earlier. It turned out to be even prettier than I'd initially thought as there was a lovely view north, across the meadow, with some interesting sandstone formations in the distance and a number of old Ponderosa pines with character. The evening was very mild, so I sat in my chair relaxing with the view. And although the wind had abated somewhat, my camp was nicely sheltered by evergreens.

My campsite with a very pleasant view.

Saturday, June 8


My plan for the day would be to drive west to Gooseberry Road, then south. I wanted to revisit The Notch that so impressed us when my friend Dan and I had drive through the year before. (That blog post). I wanted to get aerial views. The sky was clear and wind light, so I wanted to get there before those conditions changed. I thought I'd also visit the Little Notch; the lady at the ranger station mentioned the Hammond Canyon Trail might be a good hike for me. Then I'd return north, perhaps exploring Deadman Point and the Horse Pasture Trail. If I found a better campsite I'd grab it, otherwise I'd return to my nice spot off North Cottonwood Road as it was only a couple of miles from Cottonwood Road where I planned to descend toward civilization the next day.

First thing, I had to figure out what bird that was vocalizing almost constantly around my campsite. I knew I'd heard the song before, but couldn't place it. Some kind of vireo? I spent way too much time trying to get a glimpse and capture a diagnostic photo. Finally. Not a great photo by any means, but clearing showing the field marks of a Plumbeous Vireo. Yeah! I also got photos of bugs and flowers this beautiful morning.

There's the little guy - singing his heart out.

Looking back at my campsite. Can you see it? Look just to the right of the big pine.

A field full of Dandelions.

Time for an eye exam? At first I thought these were eggs some exotic critter had laid on the rock.

Bug love

Gooseberry Road


On the drive back to Causeway Road, which some maps call Lime Creek Road along here, I spotted folks camped about a mile from me, up a small hill. Those were the only other campers I saw all weekend and far enough away from my camp I never heard them.

I turned south on Gooseberry Road which was not in bad condition generally, but did have a number of shallow washouts and mud holes. Most of the side roads off Gooseberry were very muddy and seemingly impassible. I wondered about this, then after seeing those areas where sheets of rock were exposed, I realized the soil was not deep and the rock likely prevented water from percolating down and away.

Duck Lake features actual water this year!

Duck Lake certainly had more water in it than last time I'd seen it.

The Notch


There was one long mud puddle before descending into The Notch. I dropped into 4WD just in case. It was a little squirmy, but not bad. I got there around noon and the weather was mostly cooperating. The Notch is a saddle along Gooseberry Road, or perhaps this section is now Elk Ridge Road (it's hard to keep track as signs are few and maps inconsistent.) On the east side is Notch Canyon, below Notch Peak, with a view toward Abajo Peak. On the west side is an arm of Dark Canyon.

The Notch. Notch Canyon with the Blues in the distance.

Spherical Panorama of The Notch and Dark Canyon (click the Full-screen icon [ ] for best view:


As the road climbed south from The Notch I stopped for this photo of Dark Canyon.

Little Notch


I proceeded south to the Little Notch, which is really a part of the road that overlooks Hammond Canyon with the Abajo Peaks in the background. I took some aerial photos to see the portions of the canyon which are hidden by trees near the road.

Aerial view of the Little Notch, Hammond Canyon, and the Abajos.

Spherical Panorama from above the Little Notch showing the Hammond Canyon complex (click the Full-screen icon [ ] for best view:


Hammond Canyon


The road to the Hammond Canyon Trail is less than a mile north of the Little Notch. The trailhead is only a hundred yards or so east of the main road. I also discovered that there was evidence of people camping at the trailhead, but if you follow the road about 50 feet farther there is a great campsite. This site has a view of Hammond Canyon and the Abajos through the trees. I'll come back here another time.

I parked near the trailhead, gathered my lunch, and set off down the trail. The first section of the trail is a gentle downslope through the trees. It looks like an easy route down into the canyon through a wooded side canyon, no telling how technical it gets farther down. It was a lovely day.

Unfortunately, I didn't get very far before experiencing tachycardia - a symptom of my paroxysmal atrial fibrillation. Mine is not serious, or life threatening, and I am under a doctor's care and taking the appropriate meds. However, it probably is not wise to undertake a vigorous hike during an episode. Fortunately, I was at the part of the trail still on the ridge before it drops into the canyon, and there was a very convenient log in the shade overlooking the canyon and mountain peaks. Excellent.

The gorgeous view from my picnic spot.

I sat myself down to enjoy the spectacular view. Don't remember why I pulled my phone out, but found I had a strong cell connection with LTE data, too. So I thought I'd give my best friend in Austin a call. He happened to be at home with no pressing duties and we had a great chat. During the call my heart returned to normal and I was able to enjoy lunch, the view, and ambled back to my truck.

The Notch Reprise 


I turned back north on Gooseberry or Elk Ridge Road, I guess. I stopped again at The Notch to try to capture the scene with light later in the day - the weather was still cooperating. I also stopped a bit farther north where there is a better view of Dark Canyon, but the sun was too far west for that to be ideal.

Aerial View of Notch Canyon

Dark Canyon as seen from Gooseberry Road

Deadman Point and Horse Pasture Trail


I wanted to look at the Horse Pasture trail I'd learned about at the ranger station, so turned at the sign pointing to Deadman Point. Oh, boy! Lots of mud puddles, some pretty soft, so I stayed in 4WD. After a while I came upon the trailhead and parked. It looked like the trail stayed along the rim for a ways, so thought I'd give it a try (remembering to bring my satellite communicator.) The trail did indeed stay on the rim for about three quarters of a mile crossing small meadows and through Aspen and Ponderosa. I'd been monitoring my heart rate via the hiking app on my watch and all was normal and fine. It was a very nice little hike.

I realize now, that although I was carrying my camera gear, I didn't take any photos along the trail. In part because I kept thinking the trees would thin and I'd get a photo of Dark Canyon, but they never did. I thought I saw a cougar print in the mud; I was going to take a picture on my way back, but couldn't find it again. Oh, well, you will just have to use your imagination. For those interested, the trail dropped into the canyon through a wooded side canyon and at least the first section didn't look technical.

On returning to the truck I decided not to try the road farther out to the point, as poor condition as it had been coming this far. On the way back to Gooseberry I thought I'd try an alternate road back that looked higher and drier. That was almost a very bad decision. Yes, for the most part it was drier, but there was one section about 50' long that was extremely muddy - no puddles, just thick, sloppy mud. I should have stopped and gone back the other way, but instead charged ahead. I made it through, but it was a near thing. I got back to the "main" road and headed back to my campsite of the night before.

North Cottonwood Road


Spherical Panorama from above my campsite (click the Full-screen icon [ ] for best view:


And again a beautiful evening at the head of North Cottonwood Road. I was happy and content with my trip despite (or because of) the change in my original plans. I drank a toast to this beautiful land, and  gave a nod to my friend Dan in California - we'd shared a celebratory whiskey on the last night of our joint trip after several great days in Bears Ears NM last year. [Dan, I bought a small silicone ice tray since our trip. Gotta tell you Jack on the rocks is much more civilized than the lukewarm water we had available ;-) ]

A toast to my lovely campsite.

Sunday, June 9


Cottonwood Canyon


I broke camp with alacrity. It was very chilly and windy this morning. A cold front had blown in strongly from the north overnight and I had no interest in lingering.

I mentioned earlier my confusion between the two Cottonwood Roads/Canyons. (In fact I used to believe that what I now know is actually Elk Mountain Road was Cottonwood Road.) Anyhow after talking with the local I'd met on the Causeway Road on Friday, I hoped I was straightened out. I told him the lady at the ranger station didn't like Cottonwood Road. He was puzzled by that as he said it was "the best maintained road" on the mountain. He said it was the road the county used to bring equipment up to maintain all the other county roads in the area. "The county grades all the roads once a year," he said. This year, however, "it snowed twice after they graded Cottonwood Road" and "the bear hunters tore it all up." I was to see that for myself soon.

He also said "Cottonwood Road has 18 water crossings. Yes, I counted." "One time I drove all the way down, but the last crossing was too deep, so had to drive back up and take another road off the mountain." He embellished that story by recounting a Tundra 4x4 had come through before him and the driver said the water came up to his windshield, but he made it. Tall tale? Maybe, but gave me pause.

So, I started down Cottonwood Canyon with some trepidation. The first several miles were unexceptional Ponderosa forest which gave way to piñon then cottonwood as it descended. Miles and miles of the middle section was the "torn up" part. There were deep trenches (tire ruts) running down the middle of the road. The clay had dried and baked into concrete. It took constant attention to drive between the ruts. As deep as the ruts were, putting a wheel in the trench at any speed could well break a wheel or axle. I should have taken a photo, but didn't think of it at the time. I also should have taken a photo of at least one of the water crossings, but was too focused on crossing, not sightseeing. Sorry.

And yes, I started counting the water crossings. The water wasn't deep and the stream bottoms were gravel. After crossing several and noting the water wasn't getting appreciably deeper, I was feeling better. Much of the middle section of the road crosses Mountain Ute tribal lands and is posted "Keep Out." There wasn't much in the way of a view the whole way down - perhaps this is what the lady at the ranger station was referring to. Once I got lower down I tried to find a view looking back the way I'd come.

Looking back up Cottonwood Canyon

Wildflowers along the road.

I came to what by my count was water crossing number 17 and OMG! It was many times wider than all the others. They'd been 3 or 4' wide; this was easily 20 feet or so. It looked deep. Perhaps I should have stopped taken off my boots and checked just how deep, but I guess I thought "what the hell", dropped into 4WD and went for it. There was a moment of "Did I just make a big mistake?" in the middle. (Did you ever see that movie Dante's Peak? Remember the scene where our hero volcanologist and the beautiful town mayor have to drive across the river to try and rescue her kids from the erupting volcano? There was an underwater camera showing the the tires trying to get traction in the rocks on the river bottom. This wasn't that deep, but I heard that same sound of river rocks shifting under my tires.) All I could do at that point was to keep my foot down and power on through. My trusty Tacoma made it!

Nearing the southern end  of Cottonwood Road.

Soon after that Cottonwood Road joined Elk Mountain Road, which is wide and gravel. There was one more water crossing (number 18) before meeting up with the highway west of Blanding.

Looking to the northwest from Elk Mountain Road

Bluff


I drove into Bluff to have lunch at Twin Rocks Cafe at the east edge of town. I had "Bluff's Best Breakfast Burrito." It was huge and delicious. There must have been at least four large scrambled eggs inside, plus all the goodies such as onions and peppers with green chile sauce on top. I had to box up the last half to bring home.

By-pass


For those following along, I found the last leg of the route that would allow me to by-pass Shiprock, Farmington, Bloomfield, and all the awful traffic between. I'd previously established the route that by-passes half of Farmington and Bloomfield. This new section of road is BIA-36 which runs from US-491 south of Shiprock to NM-391 south of Farmington. It is a good quality asphalt highway passing through the Navajo Reservation. There are no services along here, so if you need gas or want a large Slurpee, then stay on US-64. There were native vendors on 371 between 36 and the rest of the by-pass. I almost drove by, but when I saw the hand-painted sign "Roasted Corn" I pulled over. It was sweet and yummy!

As I mentioned previously, to complete the by-pass, go south on NM-371 to NM-302, a.k.a., County 7100, then at the stop sign turn left on 7010 which goes all the way to US-550. It sounds more complicated than it is. If you're contemplating the route to miss all that miserable traffic on 64, check a map to get yourself oriented.

And Home


Thanks for reading along. I hope you enjoyed the trip.